I have cut down trees on Yuer Mountain, robbed tombs in the Martyrs Cemetery, and traveled all over the world in this life. The people of Zhangjiakou are cool. It’s fun to practice stalls at the gate of Dajing, go to the show in Ci’er Temple, the Great Wall is thousands of miles long, and the people of Zhangjiakou are strong. Nan Santiao crosses the sea, the station square is decorated with colorful decorations, the color of the green mountains will never change, and the people of Zhangjiakou are just dragging them. I have taken a bath in the Daqing River, raced in the May Day Square, if the sky is sentimental, the sky will also grow old, and the people of Zhangjiakou will be hanging. There were robberies under the overpass, blood spilled at the entrance of the hospital, and the spirit and soul were as strong as iron. The people of Zhangjiakou are fierce. I make a living by selling things in the market, the wind blows from the Iron Tower Bridge, and the peak of thousands of mountains is visible, and the people of Zhangjiakou are evil. You Chinese teacher is free...